[Verse 1]
There's a fire behind the eyes that the world can't quite contain,
A heart that moves before the storm and still runs toward the rain,
She feels everything at once — the whole sky in her chest,
And gives her brightest light away while hiding all the rest,
The depth that lives beneath her skin would drown a lesser soul,
But she mistakes her ocean for a weight instead of whole.

[PreChorus]
She's been learning how to trust what she already knows,
That the ground is made of everything she's carried as she grows.

[Chorus]
She is the fire and the tide and the space between,
The most alive she's ever felt in places no one's seen,
The stars wrote her in careful ink on pages old as light,
She doesn't need to earn her place — she was already right.

[Verse 2]
She loves like something ancient that refuses to be small,
Like a door thrown wide at midnight, light flooding down the hall,
She sees the best in people through the cracks they try to hide,
And somewhere in that giving she forgets to step inside,
The walls she built were never flaws — they were the way she healed,
Every threshold that she crossed became a gift revealed.

[PreChorus]
She's been standing at the edge of her own worth for far too long,
What she thought was just surviving was the making of her strong.

[Chorus]
She is the fire and the tide and the space between,
The most alive she's ever felt in places no one's seen,
The stars wrote her in careful ink on pages old as light,
She doesn't need to earn her place — she was already right.

[Verse 3]
The Cancer New Moon rises now and calls the tides to wake,
A new beginning, soft and sure, for everything at stake,
She's carried so much quietly that no one stopped to name,
The way she holds a universe and still shows up the same,
This is not the end of something — this is where she lands,
With the whole of who she is held gently in her hands.

[PreChorus]
The awakening was never far — it lived inside her chest,
The moon just lit the path she'd known and gave her leave to rest.

[Chorus]
She is the fire and the tide and the space between,
The most alive she's ever felt in places no one's seen,
The stars wrote her in careful ink on pages old as light,
She doesn't need to earn her place — she was already right.

[Bridge]
She doesn't have to be unbroken to be whole,
Every scar has been a doorway to her soul,
The universe has held her name since before the first dawn broke,
She is every word the cosmos ever spoke.

[Outro]
The tide is turning, gentle now, and finally in her favor,
She is the seeker and the answer, the flame and what came after,
She is enough — she always was — she always will remain,
The stars don't write by accident, and neither does her name.